Paroles de Paint

Phases change in a day
Now I feel it
Tears subside in a daze
But it's not over
Stains of past reflections
Paint perfect pictures
Brush strokes made, but mistaken
And I can't let it paint anymore

And I finally found what's in the way
But I can't find what will make it fade

The mask we hide under
Gives way one day
Our bridges and supports
Collapse from under
Stains of future tear fall
Paint perfect pictures
Brush strokes mistaken, but made
Inevitably come as we mourn

And I finally found what's in the way
But I can't find what will make it fade

Medicated and living
But dying anyway And I finally found what's in the way
And nothing will ever make it fade

Death
The picture painted at birth